Obediently, torture him to death, Flying Eagle, that is the highest rank of the fourth-level demonic beasts, compared to the previous snow wolf and this Flying Eagle, it is really a small thing.

In front of the Flying Eagle, the Snow Wolf's attack defense is simply unbeatable!

The snow wolf is a low-level of the fourth-level demonic beasts, and this flying eagle is a high-level.

Whew, all of a sudden, the forty wolves fled in all directions with a miserable scream as if they had seen a ghost......

Huang Lengyue was almost messy when she saw it, what is the situation, the snow wolf is afraid of this eagle?

"Xiao Yueyue, this is the sword of the charm, catch it!" Feng Jiechen suddenly threw a sword to Huang Lengyue.

Huang Lengyue subconsciously took it, not caring about how Feng Jiechen could have Liancheng Charm's sword, she took out her sword and stabbed towards the big eagle.

The flying eagle's eyes were sharp, and when he saw Huang Lengyue's sword roaring, its huge wings flapped twice in the air.

With a bang, a huge whirlwind fell from the sky, and the phoenix cold moon who was blowing straight up was dizzy.

Feng Jiechen was also dizzy at this moment, he grabbed Huang Lengyue's arm and pinched it fiercely, "Wake up, this eagle's illusion is very strong, you have to be firm in your beliefs...... Yes...... Poof!"

The huge claws of the flying eagle roared towards Feng Jiechen at once, Feng Jiechen only cared about Huang Lengyue, one was defenseless, and his chest was slashed by the eagle's claws like a scimitar.

Feng Jiechen's body was weak, he spurted blood, and almost fell to the ground.

"Feng Juechen!" Huang Lengyue held Feng Jiechen, her eyes touched the blood surging out of his chest, and his cold eyes were three points cold.

"Dead bird, the old lady will definitely break your bones to pieces!" Huang Lengyue jumped up and slashed down with the Qinglong Sword.

Condensing the spirit, a cyan spiritual power flashed on the sword body of Huang Lengyue, and suddenly, the sword seemed to have an inspiration, and quickly slashed towards the abdomen of the flying eagle.

Squeak!

The Flying Eagle Monster shouted, its long and sharp mouth opened suddenly, and it bit the sword of Shanghuang Cold Moon that flashed with cyan spiritual power.

Damn, it bites with its mouth?! Huang Lengyue suddenly felt cold in her heart, she was simply looking for death, this sword is an ancient sword, she can't measure herself, go to death!

When the sword was against the eagle's beak, when the volcano hit the earth, in an instant, only the sound of "bell!" was heard.

Heaven and earth were silent, dead silence, suffocating dead silence everywhere!

Feng Jiechen's eyes widened, Damn, isn't it, that Flying Eagle was killed with a sword?

The eagle's beak, which was as black as steel, still maintained the posture of holding the sword, but the eagle was frozen there as if it were dead.

Huang Lengyue raised her eyebrows, and was about to draw her sword to slash at the belly of the Flying Eagle, when Feng Juechen's roar exploded, "Be careful!"

But it was already too late, I saw the flying eagle sly leaning over, and with a bang, the huge body fell to the ground, and then quickly moved forward, and flew forward with the speed of lightning against the body of Huang Lengyue.

Headless and clueless, the clothes of the Flying Eagle's beak flew forward desperately.

The fierce wind echoed in her ears, and Huang Lengyue was pushed with nowhere to retreat, so she could only let the Flying Eagle frantically push her to death.

Feng Jiechen's eyes were red, he staggered to his feet, covered the blood rolling out of his chest and ran in the direction of Huang Lengyue.

The situation is only between a line of rebellion, and the flying eagle is about to crash into a big tree with the phoenix cold moon. With such speed and such strength, if Huang Lengyue was caught between the beak of the big tree and the flying eagle, it would be certain death!